it was the End and Beginning

The taste of disappointment. The gut-wrenching fear that my whole life might
crumble.

These things used to haunt me like a ghost. Until I realized that I
truly had no control over the circumstances around me and suddenly I was

free…

It started as a decision
to quit my job. A job which was well paying, had potential for growth and was in a
field which on the surface seemed as though it fit into the puzzle pieces of my life. But the jigsaw pieces were forced and if you looked closely the puzzle
was always incomplete. I needed a career which was challenging and stimulating whilst 
 encouraging growth. Stagnation and predictably
 did not match with my appetite to learn and grasp new ideas. So, in one
of my less eloquent moments I stated,

” I have something to tell you”.

As I sat in the car after riding the train back from work.

“I quit my job,”

I held my breath for a moment. Waiting for him to
tell me he was proud of me. Thinking back now, I realize that was another
slightly delusional fairy tale moment I was clearly living in. Especially since
I knew how extremely practical/risk averse he was and quitting my job without
another job lined up was the equivalent of a practical person’s worse
nightmare. Thus, it was the end and beginning of many stages of my life, but I
knew in order to do it right it was all or nothing. So, I started over and fell
back in love and lust with writing and the cognitive process of language acquisition. I facilitated lessons, developed curriculum, coordinated with content creators, managed tutors and linguists. 
And I explored the role of culture, identity and student learning preferences and how they intertwined to create a dynamic and unique learning experience. I unlearned, relearned, taught and explored. 

It was a sad ending. It was a beautiful beginning, and I was slowly becoming a Language and Education Enthusiast.